Galan was seriously injured this time.
The mountain guardian gods on the Three Emperors Mountain are also gods of chaos and are brothers of the Three Lives. When their fighting power is combined, even Galan only wins narrowly.
"Take off your clothes." Emperor Ni suddenly said.
Galan frowned, eyes alert: "What are you doing?"
Emperor Ni didn't want to waste time talking to him, so he lightly scraped with his fingertips, and the silver armor on Galan's upper body was shattered into powder, revealing his strong and tight body.
He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his muscles tightly wrapped around his bones, and every line in his body exuded strength and beauty. However, there was a hideous, bloody hole in his waist and abdomen. Although the bleeding had stopped, there was no sign of the flesh and blood healing.
When the silver armor was cut off, Galan subconsciously felt that Emperor Ni wanted to fight with him, so he attacked reflexively and punched Emperor Ni in the chest.
A thin layer of clay appeared at Emperor Ni's chest, blocking the punch.
She stared at Galan with cold eyes, and the coldness seemed to spread to her fingertips, which lightly touched Galan's wound.
The man's body suddenly stiffened, and the excited smile caused by his surging fighting spirit froze on his face.
The air suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
Galan hesitated, inexplicably feeling guilty, and retracted his sinful fist.
He felt the numbness at the wound. The Emperor suddenly stripped him of his clothes and attacked him not to fight him, but... to heal his wounds?
The injuries inflicted on him by the three brothers from the Three Emperors Mountain were not simple, and he might not be able to recover from them in a short period of time. However, the strength of Emperor Shura was there, and he would be able to recover in some time.
What's more, for the Emperor of Killing, as long as he is not dead, it is just a minor injury.
The Emperor looked at him for a while, then lowered his eyes. The last glance almost wrote the word "idiot" on his face.
Galan felt offended, he should have just drawn his sword and fought with Emperor Ni.
But for some reason, he felt that he'd better not provoke at this moment, otherwise there would be very bad consequences.
After realizing that he was actually "cowardly", Galan frowned and felt ridiculous!
I am actually afraid of the Emperor?
How could he, a killer, feel fear?
Is it the Mercy Bone that's causing trouble again? But today...isn't it the time for the Mercy Bone to act up?
The coldness at the wound suddenly intensified, awakening Galan's mind. He took a deep breath and subconsciously held the hand of Emperor Ni that was healing him.
A woman's wrist is slender and soft, with thin and delicate skin and flesh, and the bones seem fragile and easy to break.
There is no weakling among the Shura Emperors, let alone "weakness". Galan knows better than anyone how powerful the Emperor Ni is.
He stared at the hand that Queen Ni was using to heal his wound. He didn't know when she stopped tapping his wound with her fingertips and instead covered his waist and abdomen with her entire palm.
The palm of his hand clearly felt cool, but there seemed to be heat deep in the water. The burning sensation emerged from the wound and moved around his body little by little, like something itching.
This feeling was so strange that it made his body and mind tremble, and inexplicably gave rise to a kind of "fear", as if it was some extremely dangerous existence. The murderous intent rose in his body, roaring, asking him to destroy and annihilate.
He gripped Emperor Ni's hand more tightly, and his throat felt dry and hot from the strange burning sensation.
His brows were tightly knitted together, a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead, and a drop of sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.
He stared at the woman in front of him as if he were his lifelong enemy.
His body felt strange and oddly excited, his murderous intent was boiling, yet it was suppressed by a strange excitement.
"What's your trick?" Galan asked in surprise.
Emperor Ni stared at him coldly without saying a word.
She probably understood what this stupid and reckless man meant by his question.
But she didn't want to answer.
It's really stupid.
She was just simply healing him.
But obviously, Galan felt that she was doing more than just healing himself.
Galan looked solemn: "My body has become strange."
"As expected of you, Emperor Ni, this move of yours is quite mysterious."
Emperor Ni: “…”
I don't want to be treated by this reckless man anymore.
She suddenly took out her knife and stabbed him through the kidney.
The Earth Mother Nihuang was furious.
"Go to hell."
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